My girlfriend and I are going through a rough patch and I feel completely lost, without knowing how to solve it and as a result I am feeling a lot of anxiety. We haven't been in person for about a month and a half and she's been acting different for about 2 weeks, and she got mad at me for asking her about it and for trying to talk to her while she ignored me, claiming afterwards that I was being too controlling. Monday she told me that even though she still loves me that she's not ready to forgive me and that I shouldn't doubt her word, which I already had done twice. She still hasn't forgive me since. Last night I was feeling so bad I broke my habit of going to sleep at around 4 a.m. to go to bed at around 10 p.m. Only at around 11 p.m. did I fall asleep. I dreamed that I was on a large street that I recognize from the city where I study and I heard news of my gf being run over, and I became a mess, I was actually angry at the world and already expecting the worst. I stayed in this state for what it felt like about 15 minutes before I got a call from somebody unknown as I got to an intersection (that I still recognize as being from that same street) where there was a traffic jam and little square pieces were on the floor. 6 of them, making my mind reading a shape of a V on top of an upside down V making a shape like XX. That person who called me reassured me that even though she was in bad shape, everything was expected to be alright, and he was coming to pick me up (at this point, the scenery changed to something I don't recognize, with more narrow streets) as he was arriving he told me he was Turkish and that was glad to meet his "crush's other crush". As he appears, he takes me by foot along the streets, singing some crappy song made on the spot. I woke up before we even got to the hospital and I don't even remember what he looked like. I woke up at half past midnight, and I wrote down what I remembered from the dream. I put the DJ away at around 20 minutes to 1 a.m. but it'd take a while before I had some resemblance of sleep again. The remainder of the night was made of a series of vague dreams with dark themes, involving stories with drownings, death and suffering in general, and even some things about Rick and Morty, as I had the night before. Those were the kinds of dreams you have when you have a fever, when you end up not sure if you were really asleep or with some vivid imagination. Problem is, I have no fever. I woke up at 7 a.m for the first time, but I did my best to keep sleeping until 11 a.m, at which point I got out of bed. It's around 20 minutes past noon as I'm writing this.
Updated 04-06-2017 at 02:17 PM by 92943
I am in an abandoned depeartment store. I appear to be quite high up, juding from the view out the windows. Laying on top of a large bare wood shelving unit I hide from other people as they scour the store. Eventually they leave but I remain and several weeks later am still there. All is still and quiet, everyone has left the town. I have a store of milk cartons and some tins of stuff to eat, though they are like large paint tins. No one has found them. The milk has been radiated by some nuclear fallout type thing and so does not go off, its just watery. A small girl arrives (rl Victoria) I show her where the food is. She wants to go outside as there are large fluffy flakes of snow coming down outside. I search among the loads of strewns shoes and find her a pair, and get a brand new pair of lace up black doctor martins for me. We set off.
Morning of April 6, 2017. Thursday. For a short time, it seems that I may be at some sort of lecture (with an unknown backstory). The one talking is the Temperance Brennan character from the “Bones” television series. She is wearing a white lab coat. Curiously, there is a wall halfway to the left side of the scene where she seems to sometimes speak from behind it at an angle. She leans out and mentions something about “flying colors” (in a serious tone) which I perceive as an important phrase. A female cartoon character, who vaguely reminds me of a Peanuts comic strip character in overall appearance (though not any specific one), jumps up to the left and yells “Ee-glah!” at her. Temperance Brennan backs up in surprise and annoyance to go back behind the wall. Directly after waking, I am thinking that “flying colors” is not really a common expression as first perceived and that my dream was just generating gibberish. However, looking it up, I remember that “with flying colors” means “with great success”, though I do not recall hearing it much. Last checked and enhanced Tuesday, 25 July 2017: On “failed flight waking symbolism”, I have repeatedly stated that waking symbolism of this type, being inherent to the real-time dynamics of the dream state, is unrelated to the conscious self and real life for the most part. Despite the fact that the preconscious initiates the waking transition by saying something about “flying colors”, which means “with great success", the emergent consciousness factor (as a cartoon) forces her back behind the wall (which relates to metaphorical divisions of consciousness). It may seem contrary or contradictory to use “with great success” with a negative phrase such as “failed flight”, but in this scene, it is how it is rendered in the context of my dream and actually implies success (or otherwise I would not have awakened, get the picture?).
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Woken suddenly by a noise outside, only late recall remembered +f (impression, forgotten) fight with a guy, pretty intense + bath/water/tub area, turn on water in large pond/tub, drop shampoo bottle and it gets sucked away by stream, tub almost overflows (hear change in water) reach down into water and turn faucet to off position. Walk around this area, see the carved tub small areas cut into the stone, just large enough for a person to get into, I look around the edge of the room and there's a carved/sunken area around the edge leading to another bathing area. I come up through a trap door in the floor into an official shower room and TZ is standing there. + football: we must delay until our star player gets here, on the kickoff they're going to just run around to waste time. They do this and then there's a touch-back just 1 foot into the end zone + walking on green lawn there are kids playing there, "look out for the poop!" I tell them it's in a spot over near the other side. It turns out friend PZ has moved it already and put a rat trap in its place. I wonder what would happen if I stepped in that trap. PZ is talking about her sex reassignment surgery [FALSE] in some graphic detail and I'm wondering why she did that, was it only to give moral support to her daughter TZ who had the surgery [FALSE]? + narrator is discussing how to hand in notice of taking a break/quitting from the orchestra. I see a young guy (short blonde hair, like patrol leader MR in scout) who's considering it and I tell him it's basically quitting from the orchestra
Asuka is a Troll Brief memory of us dreamviewing our wedding. Can't recall much. Then we are in a cross between a nightclub and a mall. The food court has a dance floor. She pulls out a sax and plays the opening line to Careless whisper over and over again while dancing around people's tables. They get annoyed and leave, and she keeps on going. Dogs. A brief dream about being in my backyard with a bunch of dogs with my cousin. For some reason we are climbing a big fence, and the dogs seem to be able to as well. There's a black lab puppy hanging off of a pant leg as I climb. WTF I'm in a bedroom in my house and James from work is there. Says he wants to show me something cool. He holds up a cell phone and i see him searching through some directories. Then a video plays where he has his mouth open from profile and small animals start flying out of his mouth, first a bird, then a turtle, and some other things i forget. Work I'm near the end of my shift but I'm doing a cross between my old job drywall and my current one. Xereniak is also there. when the shift ends i have a drywall trowel in my hand. I notice Xereniak is looking at me and following me around. Some kids ask him about Jesus and he gets distracted for a minute and gets all preachy with them. I come out to a street that's similar to one i know in Chilliwack and i notice Xereniak is following me again with a bit of a grin... I wind up at home and look for a place to hang up my trowel before I wake up.
2017, 04-03 Entrance to Khazad-Dûm I am in a strange place I do not recognize. I look around to try to get some idea of where I am. There are tall mountains off to my left and I am in what appear to be the foothills. The foothills are rocky and there is a somewhat broken path winding through the rocks and hills. I follow that path for a short while, not making any attempt to stay quiet since I don’t notice anyone in the area. I do a double take when I reach the top of a ridge and find myself face to face with a man aiming a bow and arrow at me… or rather an elf. I stop where I am and look, recognizing the elf as Legolas from the Lord of the Rings. I wonder if the rest of the fellowship is somewhere in the area, and think they’re probably sleeping and it was Legolas’ turn to be on watch. He doesn’t fire his arrow, he says I don’t look like a servant of the enemy, although some of the most foul creatures can make themselves appear fair if need be. I spread my hands out to indicate I’m not armed and I don’t want to fight. I say my name is Raven Knight, and I was just wandering out here. I would only seek to help him and his companions if I can. He seems unconvinced, and asks how he is to know I’m telling the truth. I’m not really sure what proof I can offer, so I figure I will depart and just watch from afar in case they need help. I notice the sun is setting and it is now dusk. The wind starts blowing, blowing and howling. Then I realize the howling isn’t the wind. Legolas goes over to a sheltered spot and wakes someone, telling that person that the wolves are on the hunt again. Aragorn gets up and does a double take at seeing me. He asks who I am. Legolas tells him I have claimed to be a wanderer, but there’s no time to check, the enemy is nearly upon us. I figure that’s why I was brought here. Aragorn wakes the others and everyone gets together in a circle facing outward for easier defense. Someone in the middle is trying to strike a fire. The wolves, or rather wargs, arrive… and they have orcs on their backs! The orcs and wargs surround the group on the hill, though they’re clearly ready to put up quite a fight. Now is the time I can prove I am here to help, by fighting off some orcs. So I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade and start picking orcs and wargs off from the outside of the circle. My blade slices right through their orc hide. The fight doesn’t last for long, soon the orcs want to retreat, but the company doesn’t want to allow that if it is possible to prevent it because they may alert other enemies as to where they are. I take down one fleeing orc with an Alex Mercer tendril, Legolas fires an arrow and takes out another fleeing orc… and that is all of them. Since I have been fighting on their side, Gandalf indicates I should follow them to a safer place. He says there will be more enemies very soon, unless by chance that was all that they sent. I follow them down a dark path, following the light of the moon, and soon we reach a pool near the mountain. We go around it and Gandalf says the entrance to Moria has to be around here somewhere. After a brief pause, he does something to the stone wall and glowing writing appears in the light of the moon. He says that while he’s figuring out how to open the door everyone should leave behind what baggage they don’t need and each take a portion of the pony’s baggage and turn the pony loose. Sam is very upset about that, saying that is no different than killing the pony, who he calls Bill. Gandalf says he’s sorry, but there’s no choice. He says there are places in Moria that Bill won’t be able to pass, and that’s assuming Sam could even drag the pony into the dark underground place. Sam is crying. I go over to Sam as the others are removing the pony’s burden, and suggest my solution. I tell him I will escort the pony back to Rivendell, make sure Bill makes it safely. And there Bill will await Sam’s return. Sam looks at me and asks how I intend to make it back with the wargs and orcs on the hunt. I tell him that is my problem, but I don’t think it will be a problem. However Bill will be waiting for him, so Sam will have to be sure to make it back, too. Gandalf laughs and says this riddle was too easy, he was making it harder than it should’ve been. The writing on the wall tells what the password is, it’s just “friend” in the Elvish language. He speaks the word and then the doors swing open. And at that moment tentacles reach from the dark pool and grab at Frodo. Bill gets scared and runs away, heading around the pool and for open ground. Sam seems undecided on what to do, I tell him I will make sure Bill is safe. Sam cuts the tentacle holding Frodo’s leg with his knife, which is a good size sword for him. Gandalf calls to everyone to get inside, and they all crowd through the door before the tentacled monster slams the doors shut and then starts ripping the place down. The others are safe for now, so I follow after Bill. The lake monster doesn’t seem to have any interest in either Bill or me, it seems it was after only Frodo. I walk a ways with Bill, but I realize it will take far too long to return him to Rivendell the normal way. So the Metallica song “Through the Never” comes to mind, and I use it to open a portal. I lead a hesitant Bill through the portal and on the other side I see Elrond’s house in the distance, lights glimmering in the moonlit night. Bill will be fine now. Everything around me fades to black and I wake up.
5/4/17 Dream 1: Going to the football, bulldogs lose, roshan says he is related to a player, dad asks him who but he doesn't answer, seems a bit annoyed. Dream 2: My grandparents win the lottery, rebuild an old fence in the front yard, make a brick oven within it with special bricks Dream 3: I was in a tall hotel building, looking out the window at night at people, some of them look back.
I am in a village and am trying to get direction to my home town. It all seems very hilly, and the town is heavily pedestrianised. Lots of white brick work. I enter someone's house (dream sign) to escape, there is some kind of kids party going on. I go out the back where it looks like there is a beach and a rocky outcrop to the side, which I race along to try and escape. I run for a while before a parent catches up with me. I find out there is a wall at the back and the whole thing is a fake. I cannot escape. I have a false awakening where I get up and peek through curtains at bright sunshine down below. There are people going past on trucks balancing precariously on beds, some inside draws in the bed Oo.
Non-Lucid dreams are more adventurous than Lucid-Dreams. Go figure. I was in another state with a group of students from when I was in school. Old pals, you could say. We were goofing off in the hotels whilst trying to figure out what we could eat. Somebody brought several boxes of veggie pizza and scarfed that down. I recall stalking and mocking Owen Cook, co-founder of Real Social Dynamics. It was night time and he was hounding these two women which kind of bothered me. Visited this grave in my backyard with some guy I know from Chicago. There was a foot sticking out of it. The last part of dream involved me hanging out with a nu-metal bands from last decade called "Sw1tched". I started making fun of the their bass-player for having a "clickity-clack" tone reminiscent of KoRn. I was holding a seven-string guitar in my hand which also contributed to me mocking them for ripping off KoRn. We started jamming by playing some songs from their debut album. I don't remember the first song but the second song was called Darkening Days. In retrospect, the riffs I was playing on the guitar was different from the sound coming out of my amp. I actually remember vivid the frets I was hitting. These were the frets I was hitting on the first song. E——————————————————————————————————————————- B——————————————————————————————————————————— G——————————————————————————————————————————— D——————————————————————————————————————————— A—1-000000-4-00000-7-000000-111x------------------------------------------------------- E—1-000000-4-00000-7-000000-111x------------------------------------------------------- A—1-000000-4-00000-7-000000-111x-------------------------------------------------------
+ In CH back yard on lawn playing with old dog "L". + skiing on hot wheel tracks: climb up, a bit scared of the jump down, land OK, I am now using a single ski, it slides pretty well, I'm using my arms to keep building up momentum which is keeping my speed up. Sort of video game view afterwards, 4 pictures are hovering in the air and I'm remarking on how they're moving and fading in and out and this is making things harder than if they were stationary. Inspectors on freeway with metal markers of accidents + eating cheese crackers in former adult CA home, new owners, looking for signs of our stuff, see dirty residue in cabinets, find a box with some of my spice bottles in it, see a set of ornate coat racks with labels "put your coat here...." and on the next hook over, "...in order for it to get here". The cheese crackers are quite good. + riding on open-air bus sittin on top at the back with my right arm around a girl I really like, short-medium-length hair bright copper colored, shiny, she's telling me how we can't be together, because "You love take offs.....and I love landings." She means I like to have long, emotional goodbyes and she prefers long emotional greetings. I call her "sweetie" (kiss her cheek?). The bus is proceeding along the N side of campus, I wonder if I should pull the cord to get the driver to stop, this is a special shuttle bus and not a public transportation bus, will they stop? Girl asks me about the stop here and I say it's OK even though it's past where I wanted to get off, I'll just walk back to where I need to go. + see my wife through the window I'm in a hallway looking in to a room. She's all dressed up to go outside (black clothing) she is facing away from he I see her beautiful long black hair. THis means I have to get ready to go out, too. She is getting ready to go to the hospital to help her cousin who's sick, but she herself is quite sick. +lying in bed with wife (former adult CA home), she's talking about how my leg positions are in the way
Early morning , around 4pm 420 At a point in my dream , I smoked weed, and it felt soooo goood , I didnt felt anything bad and when I smoked into this bong like thing, i felt the taste of the fragrant plant it was like some herbal thing, and it was not bitter or bad, it was kinda like inhaling fresh air and some fresh plants air , I started to see in green and exhale green smoke sometimes . I strolled around in my city for a while in that state then I woke up. I never used the said plant, so its really interesting how my brain imagined it would be like to smoke it... Late morning 7-8 am , Another lucid, low lucidty. I didn't plan to do a wild now, or well, I have completely lost lucidity before transition, I became lucid after a hand RC and saw that i have more fingers than I should. I screwed around with telekinesis ,then I wanted to go outside , but I couldnt ,the doors were closed, then I asked who the heck closed the door . A girl answered , I hear her voice outside, just infront of the window, so I peeked out, with my neck elongated I could see her. She was almost olive skinned, skinny girl, brown hair that was a little bit curly , black eyes, cant tell if her complex was asian or latina , beautiful lips and a qt turn up nose. She wore an orange shirt, and jeans I think or a short. She said " I'm your guard. You can't get out of this house." Then I asked why and she said something like I broke rules and if I try to get out I will be kicked from "the server" that is I presume the dream. I was really aloof and didnt give a damn, so I said " go on ,try to kick me out" . She tried to say something but she suddenly disappeared. I checked the doors then , they were still closed "damn it " I omitted, then tried to float through the wall, and then suddenly I had an FA. Remembering that I did a hand rc and realized that I'm still dreaming. My lucidity started to decrease at this point , near to semi lucid. I suddenly found myself in a supermarket, in a sport shop, I spent the rest of the dream with throwing things around with telekinesis. Last dream , ended at 10 am, not lucid. I was in a bus, with a group of people we were going somewhere, the landscape was somewhere sandy, somewhere green, there were mountains similar to german ones. Then at a point the bus driver got nuts ,and wanted to push out a cat or some animal from a hole with the bus and said that if we dont liek animals we can just simply get off the bus and walk away, everyone was pissed at the woman because that was stupid and it was just a waste of our time. I got off the bus and then I faced some army men getting big dogs ( they looked like a mix of collie and german sheperd, and all of them looked the same) and torturing them killing them, on this way up to a hill, there were a lot of bees and hornets too, the dogs got tied up together and dragged around , some were shot, there were a pile of them, and some dog tried to attack the men, they kicked the dogs, sometimes shot them, and the bees also attack them. It was a horrible sight, at a point , i ran away fastly ,cuz I started to step in bees and I did not have shoes. At a point I got to a city that looked israeli. And I met a woman who agreed to house me, I saw she has a guitar , a weird one, and wanted to play with it. She gave it to me ,then I started to play the israeli anthem ,hatikvah , with profficiency I never did. No matter what frets I hit, it just sounded right, and it was awesome. While playing the woman went into her room and I just continued to play on the street until the end , when I woke up finally.
Morning of April 5, 2017. Wednesday. I am in an unfamiliar setting; a mostly featureless room that seems somewhat like a basement; that is implied to be either another world or an area near a portal where things can be pushed through to another location by teleportation. There is one other male present but I do most of the work. (The work I do in my dream is so physically realistic, my muscles feel tired upon waking and remain so.) Firstly, I put a large wrapped ham on a square wooden table. There is a very large cardboard box, as high as my waist and about as wide as a doorway (and slightly wider than the table). We fill it with oranges in several stages. In the last stage, when I pour the last of the oranges in, they form an unlikely conical shape higher than the box height. However, I push them about so that they are soon even with the top, some of them falling into spaces near the corners. The event is otherwise very vivid and realistic, especially in touch and motion. I am somewhat worried about what a challenge it might be to get the table and box (which are moved at the same time, the table in front while pushing the box) through the doorway portal. I somehow push them up a short flight of steps and through a doorway (though not the portal). After pushing them through a featureless room with a very vivid sense of physical effort, I learn that the destination is not nearly as far away, or as difficult to get to, as I first believed. The other male informs me that the doorway we need is just ahead (even though I had thought I might have to go through several other doorways and bigger flights of steps or even into a different building). I soon am able to push the table and box full of oranges through a doorway into an unfamiliar classroom. It appears to be high school. The humanitarian work that the other male and I had done is known by at least a couple of the students and the unfamiliar male teacher and briefly discussed. I feel good about having done such a task. Soon however, an unfamliar male student starts talking and asking the teacher questions about weapons of war, mentioning something about a missile. This annoys me somewhat and it seems like they are not really focused at all on what the other male and I had done. I do not say anything and soon wake.
2017, 04-03 The Battle of Five Armies I am in a place I don’t recognize. I look around to see if I can get some idea of where I am. The area around me is rather desolate. I see no sign of life, there are very few plants that are even alive. I see no trees except the burned husks that look like they’re left over from a raging forest fire. I walk through the desolate landscape for a bit, wondering what could have happened here. I walk for a short ways and then I hear a voice behind me. This surprises me because I was just there and I didn’t see anyone around me at all. I turn towards the voice and I see a man and a woman standing there. The woman is in a kimono and the man is in blue jeans and a t-shirt. The woman smiles at me and tells me to do a reality check. I look at her for a minute, for some reason my mind doesn’t want to wrap itself around that concept. But finally I do a reality check by pinching my nose, and I find I can still breathe. So this is a dream! I look between the woman and the man, Asuka and MoSh, wondering what to do now. I don’t remember what goals I am supposed to accomplish… My thoughts are interrupted by the sounds of a battle not far off. I hear the clashing of steel, people yelling… I look in the direction of the sound but I can’t see very far due to a ridge. Asuka says something about training different techniques of fighting, but the first thing she had done was to bring MoSh here to see me. When I hear her mention fighting I comment that I hear a lot of fighting just over that ridge. Without giving much thought to anything else I head in the direction I hear fighting from. I look down into a valley below and I see total chaos. There is a large battle going on down there that appears to involve humans, dwarves, elves, trolls, orcs, and zombies, at least those are what I can see from where I am. I see a small group of dwarves have become separated from their main force and are quickly being closed in on by orcs. I have to help them! Without thinking any more about MoSh and Asuka I head down into the valley, making a straight path towards the cornered dwarves. As I am approaching the battle I transform my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade and my left into an Alex Mercer shield and then I head into the battle. I immediately find myself under attack by orcs and zombies, but their attacks fail to break through the Alex Mercer shield. And the Alex Mercer blade cuts an orc or zombie down with ease, though I make sure to keep moving so I don’t get completely surrounded to the point where I am unable to make it to the dwarves in need. I can’t see where I am going any longer, so I just do my best to keep traveling in a straight line until I finally break through a wave of orcs and then I see dwarves in front of me. A dwarf attacks me at first, seeing the design of the shield and assuming I am fighting with the orcs. I move the shield enough for them to see I am a human and tell them I am on their side, here to help them reunite with their kin to make a united force against the enemy. They stop attacking me and one of them says he saw Dáin’s forces not far to the side. So all together, six dwarves and me, we fight our way into the throng of orcs and zombies until we reach the main force of dwarves. Now I stop and think about MoSh and Asuka… I just took off and left them! I wonder where they ended up? Did they come down and get involved in the fight, or did they stay out of it? I head back in the direction where I saw them last and once again I am surrounded by orcs and zombies attacking me. Some of them are slain before they can get close to me because the main force of humans is trying to sandwich the orcs and zombies between themselves and the dwarves. Elves are on a hill nearby and they are picking enemies off from a distance with their bows and arrows. I get near the edge of the battle and I see where there are some wounded people lying there. I have found Asuka, she is tending to them. I see she is giving people what look like cookies! I get there and ask where MoSh went. She said he is out there practicing some of his fighting. She asks if I have been wounded, because she has cookies that will heal me. I don’t need healing… but I still want a cookie. So I take a cookie and look around, trying to find MoSh. As I turn away I see MoSh is in plain sight on top of a hill at the far side of the battlefield. He looks like Ranma Saotome now, and he is fighting a man who is wearing black robes and wields a black staff. The man he is fighting uses his staff to fire purple rays of dark energy at some fallen humans and orcs on the ground near the base of the hill, and they stand up, returned to a semblance of life as zombies. I head in that direction, wanting to help out. That means I charge back into the fray, and I get immediately attacked from all sides. I swing my arm blade in wide swipes, slicing open any orc or zombie that comes in my path. A troll stomps into my path, barring my way from reaching MoSh and the man he’s fighting. The troll stomps up to me and swings his huge club weapon down on top of me. I crouch down and block with my shield. The shield holds, but I am pushed a couple feet into the ground. The troll seems confused as to why I didn’t go splat. He swings his club to try again. This time I jump up and onto the club, which is wide enough to run along. I run along the club and run my arm blade right through the troll’s neck. Blood spurts everywhere, all over me, I am grossed out, but the troll falls over dead. I look back towards the hill where MoSh was fighting, standing on top of the fallen troll to get a better view. I see him on top of the hill, but now he is holding the man’s staff and has used it as a spear to drive it through his enemy. I can see when the man dies, and at the same instant every zombie in the field drop dead. This leaves the orcs severely outnumbered without the dead assisting them. I turn to face orcs that are now charging at me, but everything fades to black as I wake up.
A short dream President Trump was in his oval office with people around him. He was angry that people weren't cooperating with his hopes/wants. He then said "I resign" with his hands flying up in the air. This was a dream I had about a week ago, I don't write many dreams I have in my dream journal yet. But I figure I can write this short one. Also I find myself knowing more of my dreams but not being happy with what I dream about- it sucks!
Elevator Trouble I was moving some very large boxes onto an elevator with some people. The one box was so big that the doors wouldn't close but it went up anyway. We dropped a box off at one floor and then another on another floor. I read the instructions and it said we had to unload all the boxes on the third floor. When I announced this my coworkers just laughed about it. Room and Concert FA, in a room like mine but different with my youtube playing what it usually plays but i couldn't see the screen exactly on my laptop. It felt too real but i did a nose pinch RC and a little air came out, but not enough to convince me I was dreaming. I checked all my sense and thy seemed relatively normal. My brother burst into the room. Even though my brother lives in a different city i didn't question it. my vision zooms out and we all get into a minecart like on Donkey Kong Country. I see it go a ways and now we are in some mall. We walk way to the end and i see it's night out. I get mad at my brother because i know i have to be home in time for work. He enters a door into some ballroom and I walk down the mall. I find myself in a bathroom looking into a mirror and I notice that my hair is really long and down to my shoulders, I'm surprised because I'm really balding and shouldn't have so much hair. Up ahead is a 3 way intersection in the walk way and behind some door is flashing lights and rock music. There's a concert in the middle of the mall. This all seems to odd so I nose pinch RC several times without it working. I then think back. I remember waking up and then traveling to this place. It all added up so it must have been real. I kept walking past the concert part and there were electronic keyboards on display. One guy was playing along with the music and paused to watch me walk by. I tried more RCs I can't remember and didn't become lucid. I was really disapointed when I woke up.
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